Funeral for a Friend - Beneath the Burning Tree Lyrics

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Beneath the Burning Tree

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What Are The Lyrics For Beneath the Burning Tree By Funeral for a Friend?
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The taste of lips so delicate Stop the click and watch the room Sitting pretty in full bloom Your stain on my fingers Like a headache that the pills won't kill Your stain on my fingers Like a headache that the pills won't kill Hold your breath this is the part That I've been waiting for Words spill out in front of you On your bedroom floor Your stain on my fingers Like a headache that the pills won't kill Your stain on my fingers Like a headache that the pills won't kill I sat beneath the burning tree I never gave my world away Maybe I should, maybe I could I sat beneath the burning tree I never gave my world away Maybe I should, maybe I could I never gave my world away Maybe I should, maybe I could I never gave my world away Maybe I should, maybe I would I never gave my world away Maybe I should, maybe I could I sat beneath the burning tree I never gave my world away Maybe I should, maybe I could I sat beneath the burning tree The burning tree, the burning tree |
Who Wrote Beneath the Burning Tree By Funeral for a Friend?
Gareth Davies, Darran Smith, Kris Roberts, Matthew Davies, Ryan Richards
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What's The Duration Of The Beneath the Burning Tree By Funeral for a Friend?The duration of Beneath the Burning Tree is 3:32 minutes and seconds. |
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